Someone Had to Face Away from the Mirror

Great, the scarier the better!

Yu Xing smiled.

Bloody Mary usually appears as Witch, ghost, or corpse, and Yu Xing, as a long-term unemployed and idle young man, has been paying the most attention to this kind of thing in recent years.

Spirit Communication Game, horror, local legends, exotic cultures, real cases...

He'd encountered some and not, but Bloody Mary was the type he'd heard of but never tried.

After all, in real life, you can't actually summon any hairs when playing this game.

Yu Xing happy to have the opportunity to see it for himself. After memorizing the Yugi steps, he walked happily towards the cardboard box in the corner.

He crouched down and rummaged through the box. It contained a variety of odds and ends, but he quickly found useful items such as candles, a lighter, a knife, and a water ladle.

Then, he looked up and turned off the small red light on the wall.

The entire room was plunged into darkness, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Clutching the thing in her hand, Yu Xing walked to the center of the room, next to the bathtub, relying on her memory.

For some reason, after falling into darkness, he began to hear a faint, murmuring female voice.

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft; it was impossible to ignore, yet the content was indistinct, and it could easily stir up feelings of irritability.

"You want to create emotional fluctuations so you can carry out the next scare, is that it?" Yu Xing didn't say anything, but she knew very well that this was a common trick used by ghosts.

According to the procedure, he should splash water first.

Using a ladle, Yu Xing scooped up a ladleful of water from the bathtub, carried it steadily to the mirror, checked it with her hand, and then splashed the water onto it.

When water comes into contact with a mirror, the sound it makes is not what liquid and glass should produce; instead, it sounds like water being poured onto a body.

The murmured sounds suddenly grew louder, as if they were invitations.

Yu Xing put down the water ladle and lit the candle. Instantly, the flickering flame illuminated a small patch of air. In the mirror, only the candle was visible, and Yu Xing's own figure was not visible. It was easy to mistakenly believe that the candle was moving on its own.

Yu Xing held up the candle and leaned closer, finally managing to see herself.

The flickering light and shadow created an eerie atmosphere. Water trickled down the mirror, breaking its surface into fragmented pieces. Coupled with the whispered murmurs, he had the unsettling feeling that he was surrounded by people.

Yu Xing squatted down, dripped two drops of candle wax onto the ground, and then stood the candle upright.

He could hear his own steady heartbeat.

Next, Yu Xing picked up the knife that he had temporarily placed beside the bathtub.

This is a sharp knife, not commonly seen. Holding it did not bring a sense of security, but rather made people tremble even more.

He stood in front of the mirror, staring at his own and the bathtub's blurry silhouettes. After a moment of silence, he uttered in a clear, magnetic voice, "Bloody Mary."

The murmurs ceased; this was the calm before the storm.

"Bloody Mary."

As the second sound fell, even though there was no wind, the candlelight suddenly began to flicker violently.

"Bloody Mary."

As the third sound faded, Yu Xing heard the sound of water.

His pupils contracted as he saw with his own eyes a hand reaching out from the bathtub behind him in the mirror image.

Water overflowed.

At the same time, thick, fresh blood flowed from the walls and mirrors, emitting a pungent, fishy smell.

Blood continued to flow down, reaching the ground and piling up.

Yu Xing took a step back to avoid being affected by the blood.

The bleeding lasted for nearly two minutes before stopping. The surrounding walls were completely covered in blood, but the mirror was not damaged much, and a large portion of it remained clearly visible.

Immediately afterwards, the upper body of a Female Ghost, whose face was mostly covered by damp black hair, slowly rose from the bathtub, straight and bizarre.

The Female Ghost was facing Yu Xing's back, and an eye bulging out of her hair met Yu Xing's gaze as she looked into the mirror.

Water kept sliding out from the edge of the bathtub, forming a pool on the floor. However, the water, which should have flowed freely, suddenly became viscous, making a sticky "splat" sound when it fell to the floor.

Like some kind of filth.

"Bloody Mary has come to see you." The Female Ghost's voice was ethereal, yet it carried an indescribable sinister quality when it reached Yu Xing's ears.

Yu Xing didn't turn around because his hearing told him there was nothing behind him; even the sound of water was coming from the mirror. Turning around would only give Bloody Mary a chance to stab him in the back.

The door closed and Yu Xing disappeared. Zhao Yijiu narrowed her eyes, not waiting by the door for even a second, but memorizing its location and appearance.

Yes, every door here is subtly different.

He glanced at the door that only allowed one person to enter at a time, then walked away in silence.

He hoped other customers would ring the bell soon so he could earn points too.

Zhao Yijiu felt she couldn't let Yu Xing do too much, otherwise... she felt she would gradually become a burden.

Fortunately, not long after, he heard the sound of bells ringing in the distance.

Following the lead to the room with the bell, Zhao Yijiu discovered that the door was not closed properly, but rather ajar.

He pushed open the door and, somewhat unexpectedly, met the eyes of four pairs of people inside.

It's Lushan, Sheng Wan, Chengzi, and Xiao Yan.

Unexpectedly, we met again in this room, even though we hadn't seen each other along the way.

"Everyone's here..." Xiao Yan said fearfully as soon as she saw him. The others also had different expressions. Zhao Yijiu ignored them and stepped in.

The door behind him creaked shut, and he looked around the room.

The room is small, only about sixteen square meters, and one wall is a large, solid mirror, just like a dance studio.

The lighting was dim, but at least things were still visible; everyone's reflection in the mirror was clear.

Apart from that, it was completely empty, with neither guests nor any other props, even simpler than the room he had just glimpsed Yu Xing entering.

The clues had definitely been taken by someone else. Looking at the expressions on the other four people's faces, Zhao Yijiu said coldly, "What are you going to do with this room?"

"We need to play a Spirit Communication Game!" Lushan was probably the most cheerful person there. He winked at Sheng Wan expressionlessly pulled a piece of paper from her vest pocket.

This piece of paper contains the steps for Spirit Communication Game.

[Hehe, did the waiter come to play with me? I'm so happy! This Yugi requires three girls and two boys to form a circle in this room, with the boys separated. Remember the direction of the mirror! Once you're ready, start walking in circles. The girls will start by blowing air onto the nape of the neck of the person in front of them, without making a loud noise, and so on, while continuing to walk in circles.]

[When someone feels two breaths on their neck, they should say "Here it comes," while simultaneously turning their back to the mirror, and everyone else should immediately look in the mirror.]

[Hehe, what will you guys see? I can't guarantee it~]

[Well, I'll be merciful and give you a heads-up: no matter what you see, don't run away! Say "Go!" together and turn around. Maybe you can choose a leader to give orders, but if the one with their back to the mirror is the leader, then good luck to you!]